Vintage Pulp and Original Gay Erotica
Excerpt
There were two guys… he knew very well who they were, too… Neil and Buzzy, by name. And they weren’t looking for sand crabs.
They were locked in each others’ arms. And when Lloyd saw what lay so hidden and protected between them, he had to sit down and hug his ankles.
Both guys had their cocks out.
Neil’s was hanging out his bathing suit. Hanging!! Thrusting was more like it. The thing, rock hard and tilted toward the sky, had displaced the leg elastic of his bikini trunks and was now pointing toward Buzzy’s wang.
Buzzy, secure in his French-cut suit, had his dick pinched against his stomach between the waist elastic and his navel.
It was the longest one Lloyd had ever seen, though he knew he hadn’t seen any really hard before… surely not this hard.
The thing looked like a foot long hot dog.
Neil’s was decidedly thicker, and damned near as long, and it was wide at the head. Lloyd had never seen anything like it.
Nor had he ever seen anything like the exercise they were engaged in.
They seemed to be rubbing their rigid dicks against each other. Dick to dick, in a manner of speaking. And the rubbing was hot and heavy enough to start a fire.
Neil twisted down and held his huge shoulder hard against the sand. The position he assumed, caused his balls to edge out the leg hole.
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